You are beautiful, my queen

I was angry with you, I’ll admit,
In my stance, I did persist,
Childhood scars I carried within,
Guarding me from love’s wild spin.

And there you stood upon the chair,
Announced to all, without a care,
You called out aloud for all to see,
Declared your love, so pure and free.

I love you ,can’t
you see?

But I fumed, my anger burned,
Miserable words, I sadly spurned,
In my mind’s eye, I sought perfection,
Longing for a wondrous affection.

Angry still, but loving you,
Till the end, my heart stayed true,
You learned how to embrace with love,
Fixing cracks, our bond above.

And there you stood upon the chair,
Announced to all, without a care,
You called out aloud for all to see,
Declared your love, so pure and free.

I love you ,can’t you see?

I am yours, and you are mine,
Together, our hearts align.

Still, you stood upon that chair,
Spoke out loud, without a tear,
“You are beautiful, my queen,” you declared,
A truth so deep, my soul bared